(©Black Sun Ensemble 1991)

They just could not help themselves you see
Instead of trusting they despised
Mostly logic thus the ignorance made them divide

In the mad search for power they destroyed each other
Their justification was this; We are better; We are stronger; We can be richer

So they forged their weapons, designed their emblems
And vowed to their Gods and their wealth
We will conquer in the name of Rohan our celebrated leader
Assemble battalions, riders of Rohan
Women will tend to the fields
And sadly kiss them, as their husbands and children must ride again
The air of excitement, the roar of the peasants
The day was upon them
Their furious courage to guide them across unfriendly land

The trumpets sounded, the soldiers mounted
The horses so faithfully galloped
Into battle where the blood will flow free
From scattered bodies on sacred ground

The smell of the power, intangible pulsating lust
In a clearing or a kingdom, they died as they must
The fighting subsided, triumphant delighted, defeated retreated in vain
Though the survivors crushed, regroup to kill once again

Now if all this seems fruitless, then why do we do this?
Has history not made itself clear?
That any such empire fueled by such warfare
Will eventually fall and disappear…

The interesting thing about this song is that it chooses Tolkien's heroic Northmen as an emblem for all the anti-heroic qualities associated with imperialism. (Given the general tenor of Black Sun Ensemble's music, I expect they've got the plight of native Americans in the face of European encroachment in mind.) This song would seem, then, to be the only known musical expression of the critical position that views Tolkien's mythology as an endorsement of a simplistic and potentially destructive morality.